"This..."
Gu Chaoyang's eyes widened, filled with horror.
Su Nanxing shrank his neck, his body trembling along with it.
Fear.
Gu Chifeng also widened his eyes. At this moment, the Mystic Steel Armor they wore, which boasted defensive power comparable to top-grade Treasure Armor, could not bring them any sense of safety.
The dust gradually settled.
In their sight lay countless devil corpses.
Eighty?
One hundred?!
One hundred and twenty?
Or even more?
The minds of the shocked crowd were unable to count clearly.
All they knew was that the devils, which had been roaring ceaselessly just half a minute ago, emitting fierce auras, had now all been torn to shreds.
The hideous manner of their deaths surpassed the several battles that had recently taken place in Lingxiao City.
"My God, can there be such a divine weapon in the world!?"
It took quite a while for someone to finally recover.